I wait to make sure the elevator closes before moving to follow him through the lab. I catch the stutter in his steps, though his back is to me and I can't see what his face is doing. I can already guess he's keeping himself remarkably composed, all things considered.
I know about him. Takatora does not. But what does he know? About Takatora, specifically? We all have our assumptions, our educated guesses, about where that wild kid from Gaim got his hands on a Suika. It's obvious enough to me that Mitsuzane took it, though why he then gave it to the other kid, instead of using it for himself, is of great interest to me.
I pass him to go to my computer, under the guise of checking for any messages I might have missed, then look over at him with a little laugh at his question.
"You mean those street dance teams? I can't say I am personally associated with any of them, no. Why do you ask?"
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Date: 2013-12-24 03:30 am (UTC)I know about him. Takatora does not. But what does he know? About Takatora, specifically? We all have our assumptions, our educated guesses, about where that wild kid from Gaim got his hands on a Suika. It's obvious enough to me that Mitsuzane took it, though why he then gave it to the other kid, instead of using it for himself, is of great interest to me.
I pass him to go to my computer, under the guise of checking for any messages I might have missed, then look over at him with a little laugh at his question.
"You mean those street dance teams? I can't say I am personally associated with any of them, no. Why do you ask?"